Date: 1784
"But, for the furniture within, / Whether it be of brains, or lead, / What matters it, so there's a head?"
preview | full record— Jago, Richard (1715-1781)
Date: 1784
"Nor is it thinking much, but doing, / That keeps our tenements from ruin"
preview | full record— Jago, Richard (1715-1781)
Date: 1784
"Oh! spare me, Julia--look on me as I am, an alter'd man--peace has been a stranger to my bosom, and remorse and sorrow my constant companions, since we parted"
preview | full record— Andrews, Miles Peter (1742-1814)
Date: 1784, 1810
"Oh! let thy mind's pure eye behold me soar / Where light, and life, from springs unfailing pour!"
preview | full record— Seward, Anna (1742-1809)
Date: October, 1784
"HUMAN thoughts are like the planetary system, where many are fixed, and many wander, and many continue for ever unintelligible; or rather like meteors, which generally lose their substance with their lustre."
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Date: October, 1784
"The understanding is like the sun, which gives light and life to the whole intellectual world; but the memory, regarding those things only that are past, is like the moon, which is new and full and has her wane by turns."
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Date: October, 1784
"Peace is the calm which succeeds the tempest, and hushes the billows of interest and passion to rest."
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Date: October, 1784
"Every man may learn the elements of geography, which is the noblest science in the world, from an attention to the temperature of his own mind."
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Date: October, 1784
"They who take self-love for their guide, ride in the paths of partiality, on the horse of adulation, to the judge of falsehood; but he who prefers the mandate of reason, rides in the way of probability on the courser of prudence."
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Date: October, 1784
"Prudence through the ground of misery cuts a river of patience, where the Mind swims in boats of tranquillity along the streams of life, until she arrives at the haven of death, where all streams meet."
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